Quick Travel: The male supporting actor becomes cannon fodder and gets the heroine’s script

Yan Qingmo's Adam's apple rolled back and forth several times, his face was still calm, but his heart had already stirred up a surging wave.

"Good."

Yesterday was Si Shaochen when he was in a coma, the awake Si Shaochen sat in the bath weakly and bonelessly, Yan Qingmo swore to the sky, he didn't want to bathe with Si Shaochen this time, but Si Shaochen sat in the bath, he could slide down the pool wall, he had to follow him down the pool and hold Si Shaochen in his arms.

"Aren't clothes uncomfortable to wear?" Si Shaochen felt that something was holding him around his waist, he twisted his waist, and Yan Qingmo froze.

Yan Qingmo pinned a piece of jade pendant to his waist, which was the jade pendant that the old king of the Yan family asked him for when he was born, and also asked the senior monk to open the light, ward off evil spirits, and promote marriage.

There is also an ink character on the jade pei, his mother especially likes ink characters, the ink book is black, but the old king of the Yan family hopes that he can be in the deep palace and can see the world clearly, so he named him "Qingmo".

The combination of two contradictory words has a miraculous effect, Yan Qingmo is also clear and ink, black and white, behind the scenes, he has his own power, and on the face of it he is the king of Yanfu who does not fight for it.

This piece of jade appeared red on Si Shaochen's delicate skin.

In the years when Si Shaochen was raised by the prince, he fed on immortal herbs and elixirs all day long, his skin had long become transparent and fragile, and his physique had plummeted, becoming the appearance that he could not carry on his shoulders and could not even hold his chopsticks, and now he was even blue and black on the waist of a piece of jade.

"Wet clothes are uncomfortable to wear on the body, Wang Ye can take them off." Si Shaochen reminded again.

Yan Qingmo looked down at Si Shaochen's bruised waist, annoyed why he thought so much.

"You sit first, don't move."

Si Shaochen nodded obediently.

This bath is not small, he lay on the pool wall, watching Yan Qingmo take off the jade pei around his waist, he was stunned, it turned out to be a jade pei, so scared that he thought that Yan Qingmo had changed, shook his head and shook the yellow waste in his head.

Although Yan Qingmo is Wang Ye, he has never neglected exercise, swords, guns and bows, proficient in everything, extraordinary skills, and perfect figure.

Holding Si Shaochen in his arms, Yan Qingmo paid attention to his strength and gently rubbed Si Shaochen's back.

"Okay."

Yan Qingmo picked up Si Shaochen and put it on the chair, and then wrapped Si Shaochen with a blanket.

He gently wiped Si Shaochen's ink hair, and Si Shaochen stared at the floor wrapped in a blanket: "You put your clothes on first, so as not to get cold." When

Yan Qingmo heard this, he casually draped a piece of clothing, his hair was still dripping, and the clothes behind his back were wet.

"These can also be done by the small house, and there is no need to bother Wang Ye." Si Shaochen hesitated for a long time, and then said.

Yan Qingmo lowered his eyes, hiding the coldness in his eyes.

Only he can see such a Si Shaochen, let alone a small house, even if the Heavenly King Laozi comes, he will not let others see Si Shaochen's appearance without clothes.

"Wang Ye's body is very expensive."

Yan Qingmo dried Si Shaochen's long hair, changed his clothes again, and then half-squatted in front of Si Shaochen: "Why let others do this?" The

gentle voice was mixed with grievances, and Yan Qingmo showed a sad expression, as if Si Shaochen was saying some heinous cruel words.

"You are

Wang Ye..." "Call me by name, don't call me Wang Ye." Yan Qingmo stopped and hugged Princess Si Shaochen, and two slender and powerful long legs walked to the side of the bed.

"Then what do I call you?" Si Shaochen hooked the corners of his mouth and said lazily, "Is it okay for me to call you Momo?" "

Hmm."

"Won't they think I don't respect Wang Ye?"

"Change your identity and respect." Yan Qingmo hinted.

Si Shaochen snorted: "Chen Chen can't understand what Wang Ye means."

Yan Qingmo looked deeply at Si Shaochen's eyes, his eyes facing each other, and Si Shaochen smiled: "What Momo said, is it with a body?"

"Would you like to?"

Si Shaochen shook his head: "Let's wait until I'm better." "

He also wants to blade the scumbag, the scumbag likes the medicine jar, the medicine jar is awake, how can he not follow the plot."

[Dingdong - trigger the side quest: The ultimate confrontation between the medicine jar and the sick beauty medicine introduction, who can get rid of the disease name? ] Let's wait and see! 】

【To put it simply, it depends on which of the two people raises their bodies first, and the one who wins can get ten boxes of items that increase the feelings of the husband! ] Of course, as a special bonus, it may even be doubled. Si

Shaochen almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood, how the recent reward of this system is getting more and more strange.

He did not forget that he also had a camera function, and although he could only photograph himself, he still put himself and Yan Qingmo together.

Even if he disappears, he will remember that what is empty around him has always been his ink.

"It will definitely get better." Yan Qingmo lowered his head and kissed the top of Si Shaochen's head.

The room was full of the smell of tranquility, Si Shaochen sniffed and felt comfortable, he grabbed the corner of Yan Qingmo's clothes: "Is Momo sleeping badly?"

Looking closely, Yan Qingmo's eyes had a faint black color, and he smiled gently: "There are many things to be busy in the palace recently, and I have neglected some."

"Then rest well." Si Shaochen put his hand on Yan Qingmo's chest and felt the other party's undulating chest muscles.

Listening to each other's breathing, the two gradually fell asleep.

This time Yan Qingmo slept particularly steadily, because Si Shaochen took the initiative to hug him, he was reluctant to let go, and he didn't want to get up, and when he woke up early in the morning, he looked at the person in his arms obsessively.

Xiaoyu knocked on the door outside, and he got out of bed lightly: "What's the matter?" "

Back to Wang Ye, it's time for breakfast."

"The morning hasn't woken up yet."

"Elder Yan said that Si Gongzi's eating should follow the prescription, and breakfast, lunch, and dinner are indispensable."

"Serve it first, I'll call him." Yan Qingmo walked to the bed, looked at Si Shaochen's innocent side face like a child, his long eyelashes cast a row of shadows on his lower eyelids, he held his breath, and touched Si Shaochen's cheek very lightly.

"Morning? Up. The low magnetic voice reached Si Shaochen's heart, he opened his eyes in confusion, and subconsciously wanted to kiss Yan Qingmo, but his body was not strong, and he couldn't even support his upper body.

After waking up, he realized what he wanted to do and quickly thanked this sick body.

If he really kissed it, then the problem would be big, and he didn't want to collapse so quickly.

"I'll carry you to wash." Yan Qingmo changed Si Shaochen's clothes, held him to wash, and carried him to the living room.

Si Shaochen hadn't woken up yet, and looking at the food on the table, it was really half less.

"Momo eat first, let Xiaoyu feed me." Si Shaochen didn't want Yan Qingmo to eat a cold breakfast, nor did he want Yan Qingmo to eat his leftovers.

"The slave suddenly remembered that the clothes had not been returned, and the slave went to collect the clothes first." Xiao Yu greased the soles of his feet and ran away with a puff of smoke.

Yan Qingmo saw that he was not surprised, and took the chopsticks to Si Shaochen to pick dishes.

"Momo also eats, don't eat too much cold."

So there was such a scene, Yan Qingmo fed Si Shaochen while eating by himself, without delaying each other, chewing slowly and swallowing, and the two of them were satisfied with a breakfast.